From: Shard Fields or Megasomething <goola2u@aol.compostheap> Subject: [PW!]: Shard's New Toy (fixed version(I hope) with stuff that was left out) Date: Wednesday, November 03, 1999 7:39 PM Okay, due to the one response being about "HTML crap", I'm reposting it. I must do whatever I can to satisfy my reders. Both of them. And now... (Begin Story) "Banshee, I can’t get a moment’s peace with you out of the pokeball!" complained Shard. "If you’re not running your mouth or off causing mayhem, you and Melodia are off doing Eternalplume probably doesn’t want to KNOW what!!!" At this, Banshee grinned an evil grin. Small children should not be allowed to imagine a Jigglypuff grinning so diabolically. It would give them nightmares. "Pokegods forbid," said Banshee with mock indignation, "that you should think me so tame." "Oracle," Shard beseeched of his pokedex, "do I have ANY pokemon that aren’t like THIS?" "Well," said the pokedex, "There’s always your Porygon." "What do you mean, my Porygon? My Porygon was KILLED, Oracle!" said Shard. "You can’t quite kill something like that," explained Oracle, "though I should warn you, his memory banks are scrambled. Much is just wiped. His existence is, practically, reset. His name?" "How about Scrapper?" smiled Shard. "Now let’s try him out. Scrapper, go!" A Porygon appeared in a maelstrom of CGI. "Howdy, neighbor, I’M FREEE! Ten thousand years will give you such a crick in the neck!" "Why me?" wept Shard. "You think you’ve got problems," said Scrapper, as though he were addressing a newly-occupied pokeball. "What are you supposed to do if you ARE a psychotic Porygon? And the number one answer is... I... wanna rock an’ roll all night... an’ party everyday! I’m not glitchy, the rest of the world is! Don’t touch that dial, I know where you live!" "What else can go wrong?" said Shard in frustra "Ring ring ring, ring ring ring, phone call, phone call!" chirped Shard’s phone. "Hello?" said Shard. "This is the pokemon league automated messaging service," said a calm, emotionless voice. "Four of your badges have been revoked. The reasons are as follows" Misty’s face appeared on the screen. "I dare you to fight me on my home surf!" she snapped. Her face was quickly replaced by Koga’s. "Honor among thieves?" Koga said calmly, barely above a lethal whisper. His face, then, gave way to Blaine’s ancient visage. "You’ll have to earn your badge. Let’s do it right this time. Meet me at my old place, and bring your own lamp," Blaine said, his face then giving way to the shadowed visage that Shard had come to know as "Boss". "You didn’t have the other seven. Dare you question further?" said Giovanni, his voice artificially lowered, as was his custom. "I’m screwed," said Shard as the transmission turned off. "What else can go wrong today... OWWWW!" Shard looked down at the Kingler that was firmly atacked to his ankles, ruining a fairly good pair of jeans. "Scrapper, hyper beam this thing off me, please," said Shard, trying to remain calm. "I'm sorry, Shard," said Scrapper coldly, "I can't do that." The Kingler let out a low, clicking laugh as Shard fainted from the stress. TBC... .sig not included. Shard Fields on AGNP Megasomething on ATT